Tuesday, January 1, 2008

New Year's Day

Last week one of the food bank volunteers told me this story:

When her youngest son was six, he begged to stay up until midnight and the start of the new year. She stayed up with him watching Dick Clark on TV and when the ball dropped (again) on TV and the neighbors started banging their pots and pans, he ran outside.

"Mama!" he cried, "Nothing happened! Something should happen, right?!"

When I was a kid, I was convinced that a meteor would fly by the earth at the moment the new year began, and that I would be able to see it in the sky over San Francisco. I never did see that light streaking by, but I still expect I will if I look out the window at the right moment.

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